"You're not in great shape." Mr. Chester's somewhat erratic voice rang out, and Agnes could make out a hint of concern.

Why does he care? Because Mr. Conte or because ......

Agnes took a deep breath, trying to suppress the clutter in her mind, and whispered, "The spiritual consumption is a bit excessive, I just figured out some way to get that picture into the hands of the Church of the Storm Lord. ”

"Sent to the Church of the Storm Lord?" Mr. Chester glanced at Agnes with some surprise, and asked in a flickering voice, "About the ceremony?" ”

Agnes nodded slowly.

"Bring in the Church of the Lord of the Storm...... It's not impossible to ......," Mr. Chester muttered to himself in a somewhat erratic voice, "It's not too difficult for the Church of the Storm to guess the location of the ritual in that painting you draw, but hopefully they haven't underestimated ......"

Listening to Mr. Chester's words, Agnes couldn't help but look at Mr. Chester with some doubt.

"The main forces of the Lust Cult in the waters of Sunia are concentrated there," Mr. Chester smiled at Agnes, "I'm afraid that ordinary punishers will not be enough to disrupt this ritual, and I am afraid that a senior deacon will be needed." ”

His words paused slightly, and then he said in a slightly sighing voice, "I have already reported this ceremony to His Highness Tinicol, but I am not sure if His Highness will be able to send someone in time. Over the years, the activities of the Indulgence Sect have become more and more frequent, and His Highness and several Excellencies are really busy, whether it is the Southern Continent or the Sunia Sea......"

Agnes couldn't help but ask, "All these years?" ”

Mr. Chester looked at Agnes and nodded, "When Edmundo hadn't left, the activities of the Indulgence Sect hadn't been so frequent. ”

Agnes couldn't help but frown, she always felt that she should remember something, but her memory was hazy, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

A faint touch appeared above her head, and Agnes subconsciously looked up to see Mr. Chester's arm gently caressing the top of her head.

"This is something Your Highness and Your Excellency need to think about," Mr. Chester's fluttering voice softened slightly, and he slowly withdrew his arm in Agnes' gaze, "Your Highness Tinnicol can be trusted. ”

Agnes felt that the chaotic thoughts in her mind seemed to calm down a little, she nodded slowly, hesitated, and asked in a low voice, "...... this ceremony?"

"This ritual is generally referred to as the Rite of Recommendation, and is primarily the use of certain special kinds of seals through completion," said Mr. Chester calmly,

"You should be able to tell that the purpose of this ritual is for the mummy on the altar," Mr. Chester said calmly, "that mummy was named 'Oz's Swamp', and it was once a sacrifice of the Lust Sect to the 'Mother Tree of Desire', and half of the spirit that was supposed to remain in his body was completely wiped out in that sacrifice ceremony, but the body that was originally a demigod was impregnated by the power of the gods and was able to exert even more strange powers. ”

"Through the Recommendation Ceremony, the missing spirit can be temporarily filled in to the 'Swamp of Oz', so that he can be truly activated, but the bias of the power he exerts is related to the bias of the spirit temporarily completed by the Recommendation Ceremony."

Mr. Chester's voice paused for a moment, then continued:

"According to the performance of their ritual this time, the hatred will be completely impregnated with this spirit temporarily placed on his body, and the powerful living corpse formed at that time should be more adept at 'cursing'."

Listening to Mr. Chester's words, Agnes couldn't help but reach out and pinch her brow.

"But ......"

Mr. Chester seemed to be lost in thought, and frowned and muttered to himself.

"They will choose to use such a seal, I'm afraid it's not just for us, I'm afraid there are some other things to do......"

“…… The purpose of what they have been doing over the years has become increasingly unclear, and sometimes it even seems like it is simply to cause hatred, panic and disaster......"

Agnes leaned back in her chair and listened to Mr. Chester's words, not making a sound.

"If the ritual is successful, a demigod-level living corpse that is good at cursing ......" Mr. Chester's gaze was slightly dazed, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Agnes.

"You'd better get out of Blue Mountains Island sooner." Mr. Chester's somewhat erratic voice took on a touch of seriousness.

"You seem to be already preparing what to do if their referral ceremony is successful." Agnes whispered.

Mr. Chester nodded slowly, "The Indulgence Sect will choose to complete the recommendation ceremony directly on the Blue Mountain Island, I am afraid that it is relied on, and it is not so easy to destroy. ”

"I might be able to help you, at least with the seals, and I'm more than capable of wreaking havoc that would be uncontrollable to the Indulgers......" Agnes whispered, staring intently at Mr. Chester.

"Like the ...... you asked me to re-identify the other day," Mr. Chester seemed to consider his words, "the lump of meat?" ”

Agnes nodded earnestly.

"It's out of your control." Mr. Chester said in a fluttering voice.

Agnes smiled wryly and nodded, "I haven't found a pattern yet. ”

In fact, Agnes felt that it would be difficult to find any patterns, after all, everyone's desires are different, and each desire and seal react differently to "surprises".

Mr. Chester looked at Agnes' expression, and there was some seriousness in his erratic voice.

"Jakes is a 'resentful spirit' like me, Seigor is currently in the 'living corpse' stage, several of his assistants, Win Brown has been killed by you, and Mavetty and Huntley are your more suitable opponents......"

Agnes listened to Mr. Chester's words, and was slightly stunned for a moment, then reacted and nodded vigorously.

"I'll take care to choose the right opponent." Agnes said with a smile.

"It is estimated that it will take three hours for the ceremony to be completed, and I hope the Church of the Storm will pay enough attention to the pictures you have sent," Mr. Chester said softly, "You had better recover your spirit first, and I will summon your messenger to inform you of anything." ”

......

"The man who sent this picture ......" said in a somewhat deep voice to the man in a sailor's suit, with the vicissitudes of Sunia's sea breeze on his face, "It may be equally ill-intentioned, but we should not ignore the contents of the picture." ”